RE:The Self-Ending Letter

Yeah ..... I .... I was bored.

Alas, I am cold, shivering.

Not deceased literally anyway.

My soul faded from the eyes of terrene,

isn't that enough to abate my entity?

So as long as breathe in this note, in this ever.

I will chose my fate, my path into the hereafter.

Let the cold blaze rise, burning my soul. 

Ascending towards the destiny we were summoned long ago.

And cherubs weep hot tears,

for those who cannot do must teach.

The lesson that was created before my nonexistence.

For this pain was short, and most futile.